Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 464

Nell nodded and turned her gaze toward the ward.

“How’s Grandfather?”

Joseph’s complexion turned glum at that mention.

He sighed.

“There isn’t much time left. Head on in for a look. Remember to keep it short.”

Nell nodded.

She took strides into the ward while Gideon, Liam, and the rest waited outside instead of following her in.

They knew that the old master only wanted to meet Nell by herself during this time. It was best that they left those two alone.

Nell put on a protective suit before entering on her own.

The old man at death’s door lay in bed with his eyes shut. Perhaps it was the sound of footsteps that led him to peek open a crack and turned his head toward her with much difficulty.

Nell’s footsteps halted there.

She told herself to be strong but the sight of Old Master Garrett lying there flooded her red eyes with tears.

“Nel-Nelly.”

He reached out to her. The latter pursed her lips tight in an attempt to swallow the lump in her throat before taking two steps ahead to hold his hand.

“Grandfather, you’re awake. How are you feeling?”

The old man gazed at her, his eyes a daze.

It took a while before he weakly answered, “I thought I was dreaming. It’s really you.”

At that very moment, the strength that Nell had built up for so long came crumbling down to total demolition by his words.

She held the old man’s boney hand and bawled her eyes out.

Compared to her pain, Old Master Garrett seemed rather at peace.

Quietly lying there, he met her eyes with compassion and lovingness for a very long time and softly spoke, “Nelly, hear me out.”

Sobbing, Nell nodded.

Her tears could not be stopped.

Perhaps he could sense that he was nearing the end, the old man did not demand that she stopped the tears.

Instead, he slowly said, “I’ve let three people down in my life.

“Cough cough... One was your mother. If-if it wasn’t for me, she wouldn’t have parted with her loved one nor would she be laid to rest at such a young age. I was too... Selfish. I thought that separation was the best choice for her so I created a misunderstanding between them. Your...

“Your mother resented me my whole life and once I pass, I’ll ask her for forgiveness. The-the second person is your father.

“Your father was a good man. What happened between him and your mother wasn't his fault. If someone were to be blamed, it’d be the corrupt custom in the family and the irony of fate. I forcefully tore them apart, leaving your father down in the dumps which inadvertently led to his suicide. I owe him more than an apology.

“The third person is you.”

He slowly turned his head over and gazed at Nell. His skinny hand dotingly caressed her face as his eyes glistened a reflection of tears.

“Nelly, because of what I’ve done, you wound up in the streets at such a young age. I failed you. I don’t have any other ways to make it up to you with my time on earth running out. I hope you don’t hate me.”

With that, he suddenly violently coughed, threatening to cough his lung out.

Nell immediately extended her arm out to rub his back. Old Master Garrett closed his eyes and slowly replied, “Nelly, I owe you too much so it’s all right even if you won’t take me as your grandfather a hundred years later. I’ve agree-agreed to an organ donation, to use my ragged body to do my last bit for the world, and to atone my sin to you...”

“Grandfather, don’t say that.”

Nell choked with sobs.

“Good girl, be well. Grandfather will look over you. You must live well.”

With these last words said, his voice abruptly dwindled.

Nell felt the hand that she was holding on to went limp.